Autumn Again

Autumn is here again. Being my second most favorite season, next to spring, I found again inspiration to open my blog and start writing about whatever it is that comes to mind.The other day, I grabbed my camera, dressed warm as the weather was starting to get chilly, donned a hut and walked outside. The rain never bothered me. I decided to look for this specific spot I saw in Instagram behind the German Chancellery, right beside the Spree River.It was a place where locals chill out, jog, or walk, or picnic, but not during times like these. I was alone. Though there were a few passersby, the place was all mine.I am weird like this. I enjoy long walks with me, myself and I even during bad weather. It has its perks, mind you. The world belongs to you to ponder upon. Though realizations range from how we humans will be able to achieve world peace or if that would ever happen in the first place, to asking why on earth are you walking alone outside under a storm, it was self liberating.tThe next day, I grabbed my book and went to one of the most crowded little parks in Berlin. Why not when it was just located right in front of the Berlin Cathedral.The Lustgarten is a favorite hangout place for locals and tourists alike enjoying views of the Berliner Dom and River Spree on both sides. Especially in late September, the Linden trees shed first their early reminder that Autumn is coming, colouring the ground yellow to golden brown, contrasting that of the last few blue skies of Summer.I sat on one of the many benches and started reading and then people-watching. The reading part was sad. Because the book was sad poetry. A Beautiful Composition of Broken by r.h Sin which I would recommend to my friends who happen to come across the term breakup or heartbreak because of inevitable happenings that the enigmatic love throws in our lives. It is soppy, yeah. So later I decided to watch people and observe them. It is an interesting activity really. Just make sure you don’t stare long enough to be suspicious. You wouldn’t want to be called a wierdo nor a stalker. 

It began to rain again and we just have to go. So long…

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